Beautiful Fantasy Dragons Novels & Stories

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

No point running now. I drag out a long breath and then turn. Like I had imagined, it was not human or Fae? Or anything related to persons - No, I am staring at the same fiery red eyes from my dreams only that this time.. It has an owner, and according to history which I had spent time reading.. It was a Kragon.. An eight inches fire breathing female dragon that actually walks on it's hind legs. I gulp .. I am doomed.

Hello guys, Thank you so much for reading my book 'Dragons unidentified Mate'. I now began to write another story about the second couple who were given the powers of the Relic. Hope you enjoy Blaze and Bella's story as much as you enjoy Drake and Nyra's. Blaze is the king of a sect of Dragons called the black Dragons. There is a third realm in fairy called the dark realm, which is dominated by Black dragons. Isabella is a human girl, who was kidnapped to replace her look alike Arabella.

It wobbled a little, them being fragile. “You need to put them over a fire until they hatch. It’s a good thing we came with an elder to bless your child, he will also perfume another ceremony for the dragons. It is rare, we only have two in our whole kingdoms. We refer to them as the pure ones. These are just dragons. They will hatch when they are mature and they will grow over the years. They are strong and indestructible. What one of us can do in our dragon form, they can do it a hundred times over. They are very powerful.” Drakko explained, still not believing it himself. No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just hea

Elizabeth packs her beautiful blond hair in a ponytail as she widens her red ruby eyes as well in suspense. “Dragons!”Historia begins. “Those scary looking, regal gigantic birds, with ginormous bar-like wings and heads like huge lizards clustered with horns and impregnable scales. They have long bard tails like armored horses, and sharp-clawed teeth that can rip you apart and chew your bones. They spit out volcanic fire that can devour a whole city.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

He was the first sky dragon. The next egg to hatch was covered in red and black ridges, glowing from within. It was larger than the other three eggs, almost double in size. So it was no surprise to Oaestr that not one but two dragons hatched from this very special egg. One was as bright as red hot coals, with traces of black on her horns and ears, and the other as dark as night itself. “You my little beauty,” she addressed the brighter of the two hatchlings, “burn like the deepest rivers of fire beneath the earth. I shall name you Faeyr.” The little drakaina began to glow, her eyes alight with red flame. She was the very first fire dragon.

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

Ayla's POV The music filled the great hall, wrapping around me like a warm blanket. I moved across the polished stone floor, my body flowing with a grace that felt both strange and familiar. Veylara, my dragon, guided my every step and turn. Small flames danced at my fingertips without burning anything. My eyes glowed with a golden light that made everything look magical. People watched with open mouths and wide eyes. They had never seen anything like this before. I could feel their amazement like a physical thing in the air. For the first time since coming to this palace, I felt truly powerful. Truly seen.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.